Ghostwriter Lyrics

[Verse 1]
First of all, I ain't even want to make this shit
There's a lot of rap cats out here faking the shit
I'm a ghostwriter, I'm the cat that you don't see
I write hits for rappers you like and charge 'em a fee
Yo, don't get me wrong dog, it's the cheddar that counts
But fuck that nigga ______ 'cause his fucking check bounced
You thought ______ little single was hot?
I wrote that shit five minutes in a parking lot
I'm the one that your man ______ had to go and get
'Cause he smoked too much lye, couldn't write his own shit
Now ______ A&R, he on my answering machine sick
Hollering in my phone, "Skillz, can you write to this?"
Sure, for stacks, nigga, I make your act bigger
But fuck ______ and his whole label 'cause I ain't never get my plaque, nigga
Jadakiss told y'all cats and that's thatY'all have our ASCAP or get your ass capped

[Verse 2]
Now that fool ______ can't flow, but his crew is sick
But see he got long dough, so wait til you hear his new shit
I did two songs for ______ 'til they dough got straight
And even ______ from the West Coast owe me some cake
Remember the little kids, the one that was in ______ group?
I'm the reason you thought they lil raps was so cute
I had a hundred songs on the Billboard list
Ask again, dog, how I got your deal on my wrist
I did done NBA cats and NFL
But I stopped in '97 'cause they shit don't sell
Now ______ paid up 'cause she was owing me stacks
Who in the hell you think had that chicken flowing like that?
I hate writing for ______ 'cause he take too long
Crying about the price, I hit him with two fucking songs!
Ran up in ______'s office and wrecked his staff
'Cause it's been two years and dog ain't paid the second half

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
So if you just signed, trust me dog, you can't touch it
Don't ask your label for Skillz, 'cause that ain't in your budget
Y'all cats polly for chips, I mingle for mills
I turn your whole album into a single deal
I stopped writing for ______ 'cause that fool don't get it
Booking long sessions and he punch in every five minutes
Where my ones, nigga? What the fuck I look like?
And his man ______ got mad 'cause he couldn't get the hook right
I spit ______ and we don't see eye to eye
So I politely took his Rollie up to BMI
I'm the one that gave ______ his brand new sound
I did his last two albums without even writing 'em down
And for ______ from the South, dog you shook
Stop bouncing on stage nigga like you wrote that hook
Your favorite rappers' songs? I put the flames in it
Y'all keep fucking around, I'mma put this back out with your names in it